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Falling behind all of the time
And we can't stay afloat
Dismissed by the upper hand
Tied down to this death boat

When will we get to make our move

We all just tryna be right
We all just tryna get by
Come and roll wit us
Roll it up and blow wit us
Grab a cup and pour wit us
Livin
Better than we

out slowly like a flurry
Then coming down hard weather channels worry
Whether or not by nightfall you'll be buried
Which one of you came to boogey?
Who

Do not put your hand down for any reason
You think you're going to fall you better fall on your face
Your hands go back in the small of your back

Woah, did my mind just blow
I was standing up but now I'm on the floor
Hands up on my head 'cause my brains out of control
All my thoughts are

Decisively deal out a hand I'm Yami, the Pharaoh, the King of Games
Deal your attempts at Atem, but your game ain't enough and that's a shame
Call me

appreciate you
Do you know if they have dairy-free by any chance, because I'm tryin to ya know
Oh
Hey there
Nice to meet ya
Almost didn't see ya
Some people

Running wild with a knife in my hands
Brushing people by like water on the sand

Coming down from another media high
Sitting by the phone waiting for

Life has been holding me back and its gotta lag on it
Grip on my life but I got a hand on it
Stick on my hip and I gotta grip on it
I said what I said

holding hands
Dressed up all elegant
Even the skies were gray
Dancing around your path
To get it the way you like

Are you hypnotized yet?
By the goddess

Hand on the dash
Grab all the cash
Ops can't arrest me when I'm on the gas
People just laugh don't they
They think it's all jokes won't they
Cool

vibes
And I just know we'll be alright
Never wanting this to end
You've levelled up to my best friend

Hands in the air if you just don't care
Beers by my

80s slow jams
No hands like bicycles
Road jams oh man

Yo girl gonna need her old man
Unless she play my fiddle like
An old country band
Yhis shit right

spinning
And you don't know what to do
You try to hold my hand but
I won't give into you

I can't chase the clouds away
Can't tell the sun please stay
I

on the sands
Oh so long on the sands, so long on the flood
They have married your Jeannie and now she lies dead

You that are her maidens go take me by the hand

lose focus
Gotta get my bread up cause I'm fed up with being hopeless
Stay sharp and never stop that drive
Give thanks that I'm finally alive, hands up

shake
They will remember this cycle we'll break

Chewed by the jaws of life
Soul survivors of struggle and strife
An award of sorrow is drawing near
We

my tracks, and I get pulled up by the feds
Got the knife in my clutch, now I'm caught my hands red
Like a gardas gut I tuck it back up under my vest
He

by day we live
So, don't be afraid
You can reach it all
Just believe in yourself
Wasting time you lose
So the way you choose
Take my hand and let me

hating cause we above
See its cold outside
Put your hand in my hand
You can use it like a glove
Ill teach you about love
Itll fit you like a glove
Baby

to you
With your hand
Grab my heart
I won't mind if it gets torn apart
Limb by limb
You start again
Feeling me as I let you in
You took from me
Here take

When we were walking
Hand in hand
Across fields and pastures
We couldn't understand
That our love
Had to end
No matter what we did
It was too late
We

we wanna go to college, just like you
Get pulled over by police and talk big shit like you
Hop out the car and throw hands
Then wake up tomorrow, like

Shout My Nigga Skoot
Yea
This track was inspired by Vont
Shorty say she wanna see tha sights so we fly to Vermont
Heard some niggas dissin' on tha